Too Many Mouths To Feed

Since I have 3 babies under two, a husband who works 80+ hours a week, a dog, and a Beta fish, I had pretty much figured that, for the time being, I was DONE with adding new mouths to the family trough.

Turns out the fire ants had a different plan.

Sure, they started out innocently enough, only nibbling at our toes when we stood in the yard for more than .00009 seconds, but then the little biters moved onto our porch. At first I wasn't too concerned. I do have AMDRO; both the "hotels" and spray.

However, they were not to be deterred. The lure of Critter's PB&J crusts and Smudge's Cheerios was a siren song that brought them directly past the french doors and into the kitchen. From there they moved into Siesta's food bag, my pantry, and David's laundry that he swore he'd "put away in just a minute!"

I think the fact that his underwear was full of our new friends may help the laundry situation...